The warm sunshine shone into the ward, dyeing everything in the ward a layer of warm color. The sunshine shines on the old and young people in the ward, and everything seems so warm and harmonious.

Listening to Yan Xiaohuan described her work situation. Mr. Dong's face was filled with a kind smile. He smiled and said: It sounds like your job is quite fun. At least, you can get in touch with various industries, which can increase your knowledge.

Yan Xiaohuan nodded and said with a smile: I think so too, and it is not unhelpful to try more while I am young.

A person's life is actually very short. She hopes to try more in this short life so that her life will not leave too much blank space. She does not hope to wait until after the next year, and when she looks back, she realizes that she has treated herself badly.

Mr. Dong nodded in praise and said: It is true. Now many young people are used to living a comfortable life and forget that they should experience more life. When you get older, you will find that all the ups and downs experienced when you are young are a precious asset in life.

Yan Xiaohuan smiled, but she didn't say anything, but she agreed with Mr. Dong in her heart. Many times, she felt that chatting with the old man was a very meaningful thing. After all, from the old man, she could see the charm of time and the wisdom of the old man after the years.

The smile on Old Dong, who had just been smiling, suddenly disappeared. He seemed to have thought of something important, and his expression suddenly became serious.

Seeing Mr. Dong’s strangeness, Yan Xiaohuan asked in surprise: Mr. Dong, what’s wrong?

Old Dong stared at Yan Xiaohuan's eyes, as if he hadn't heard Yan Xiaohuan's words. Suddenly, he grabbed Yan Xiaohuan's hand excitedly.

Yan Xiaohuan was even more confused. She looked at the hand that was caught by Mr. Dong, then looked at the excited expression of Mr. Dong, and asked again, Mr. Dong, what's wrong with you?

Mr. Dong did not return to Yan Xiaohuan’s question, but said: Xiaohuan, do you think your company will take on all jobs?

Although he didn't know why Mr. Dong suddenly asked about his work again, Yan Xiaohuan nodded and said: Yes.

Mr. Dong's eyes suddenly lit up and he said: Does it also include finding someone? What does it include those who have disappeared for many years?

Yan Xiaohuan looked at Mr. Dong in confusion, and then said: If there is information, if that person is still there, he might be able to find it back. After all, no one in this world will disappear out of thin air.

Old Dong nodded quickly. He let go of Yan Xiaohuan's hand. His hand trembled and took out the photo he had been looking at just now from his pocket. His movements gently groped on the photo, and a faint smile appeared on his face, saying: I believe that she must be still in this world, and she must be still.

After saying that, Master Dong handed the photo in his hand to Yan Xiaohuan. He felt that Mr. Dong actually cherished the photo very much. Yan Xiaohuan took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

The photo has turned yellow and looks like it has been a certain age. In the photo, there is a young girl with braids. The girl smiled shyly at the camera. The cherry blossoms of the cherry tree behind her are constantly floating downwards, and a few petals are still falling on her shoulders.

Looking at the person in the photo with gentle eyes, Mr. Dong smiled and said: I haven't seen her for many years, but I believe she must be living well in a place I don't know.

Sensitively noticed that Mr. Dong must have had an unknown past with the girl in the photo. Yan Xiaohuan hesitated for a moment, but still asked, saying: Mr. Dong, is this girl the one you like?

As soon as Yan Xiaohuan finished speaking, Mr. Dong turned out to be like a 17 or 18-year-old boy, with a suspicious blush on his face. He took the photo in Yan Xiaohuan's hand, looked at the photo with a gentle expression, and said: Well, the first person I like, and the person I like the most.

Seeing the expression on Old Dong’s face, Yan Xiaohuan felt that his whole heart had become soft. She could feel that Old Dong really likes the girls in the photo, otherwise he would not blush even when he was old.

She was met when I was studying in Japan when I was young. Now when I think of that time, I really feel so beautiful that it seems to be in a dream. Mr. Dong looked out the window, and his face showed his attachment to the beautiful past.

After carefully observing Mr. Dong and looking at the expression on Mr. Dong's face, Yan Xiaohuan felt that a beautiful picture seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

The young man and woman walked side by side under the cherry blossom tree. The falling cherry blossoms swirled and finally fell on the girl's shoulders. The boy stopped, turned around, and looked at the girl with gentle eyes. Finally, the boy reached out and gently took down the petals on the girl's shoulders, leaned to the tip of his nose and gently smelled the fragrance of the cherry blossoms. Finally, the boy's head gently moved towards the girl.

The girl looked nervous, her hands were tugging together uneasy, and her heart seemed to be able to jump out of her throat at any time. As the boy's head got closer and closer, the girl slowly closed her eyes.

The boy kissed gently on the girl's lips. They hugged each other tightly, and the cherry blossoms behind them continued to swirl and float, laying a layer of cherry blossom petals on the path under them.

Thinking of such a situation, Yan Xiaohuan felt that her heart had become soft, and that feeling was like reading a Japanese girl comic. She seemed to be muttering to herself, saying: That must be the best time.

Mr. Dong smiled and nodded and said: It is indeed the case. Although time always renders the beauty of memory more beautifully, putting aside the reasons for time, it is indeed the most beautiful and carefree time in my life.

At that time, he was a carefree boy. He felt that even if the sky fell, someone would help him with it. He didn't have to worry about all the troubles in the world, just enjoy the time at that time. At that time, he even felt like he was the master of this world, and he could get whatever he wanted.

Looking back now, such a naive mood is as far away as something from the previous life.

Yan Xiaohuan nodded and echoed: The time of youth is always the best.
Chapter completed!